Ruins Of Bones
Piet Focroul
Consequences of actions
A witness to your dreams
We kill the young to feed the old
Forgotten names the sadness
Waking up at dawn
Thinking everything is pure
See the bottle hanging
Almost empty just a drop
Leave the flesh and use the bones
To show off everything you own
Forge the iron while it's hot
Enter slowly be aware of the emptiness
Simultaneously
Feelings come and feelings go
Start the struggle
There is still a long way to go
So now I walk the pathway of the demons
Don't know which way I'm going to be sent
Do they know the inside
Of how I've lived
Will they make the choices
Of beginning and end